Semi-classy Good Riddance
You changed my roses from black to red,
But they’re back to black today.
My world once full of color
Has faded into grey.
You made me feel special
And beautiful all the time;
My day was never dreadful
When your hand was in mine.
But you changed quickly-
Shattered my heart in your haste,
Left me alone and broken
To fall flat on my face.
You said, “We can be friends.”
What a load of bull!
One sentence, three words
Made our “friendship” dysfunctional.
I’m glad for the time we had
Because now I can see
You’re stupid and immature,
And it wouldn’t work between you and me.
So onward goes life
As we go our separate ways
I’m going to find someone better,
And you might too, some day…
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